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People always get a certain way around me that I never quite understand.

Take, for instance, my boss today. I had wanted to talk to him about getting time off for my brother’s wedding. As I knew that the boss could be quite the stickler for off time, however, I was prepared to fight for it.

Though, no sooner had I entered the office that I was promised all the time I needed. I was then invited to sit down, the boss smiling at me. As I sat across from him he started to shift around nervously. He ended up in awkward position with his foot up on the desk and his right hand at his face. His left hand covered his crotch for some reason.

He started talking to me about relationships between employees, professionalism, and the nature of attraction. I thought this was some sort of reprimand until I saw his eyes were fixed on mine. That was never good. The hand that had previously covered his groin caressed it. His right index finger now toyed with his mouth, bringing thoughts of a sexual nature to mind.

I saw that all intelligent thought was lost as his words transformed to grunts and moans. He was now consumed by lust as they always were, and as always I was the gentleman in the only way I knew how. I let him continue to look into my eyes as he pawed at his crotch.

I never understand why they get that way, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be polite about it.

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